It's Hunting Season Baby!!

Really it's not at Hon and Gpa's house. We just like to pretend we are hunters so we have a reason to dress you in camo and take your picture.

The following picture is what a wannabe hunter looks like when he is tired of taking pictures.

We went hunting for a bottle after this picture.

0-60 in a minute.

Most of the time you are a very contented baby. You will lay and watch everything that is going on around you.

Sometimes you get so tickled that you just laugh out loud.

It starts with a grin.

Turns into a giggle.

Then a full fledge belly laugh.

But things can go south quickly.

It starts with a whimper.

Goes to an ugly cry.

And before we know it you are wailing.

We like to say you can go from 0-60 in a minute.

What We Do With Our Free Time

Nana Jane and I went to your house today to watch you. We were going to take a few pics in your John Deere boots. Well, we couldn't find anything to go with the camo pants so we just chunked that idea and went with what we do best...sports. You have several cute sport themed clothes but sadly you only own that Caney Valley hat. As bad as I hate to admit it you rock that Trojan hat.

Trojan or Panther?

I was going to do a photo shoot with you so I asked your Mom and Dad to send a cap that would look like

a fishing cap. This is what I got.

This my friend is a Caney Valley Trojan cap not a fishing cap! Here at Hon and Gpa's house we don't do Trojans, we are Barnsdall Panthers.  Your Mama is a Panther, your Uncle Adam is a Panther, your Aunt Bri is a Panther,and although your Aunt Sara ended up a Hornet she was born a Panther.  We love your Daddy even if he grew up a Trojan and now coaches there. But there is a deep dislike of anything Caney Valley, whether it is football

or baseball or frankly anything in the red and black. 

So we are thinking the cap incident was no accident. Luckily we have the Panther fight soundtrack and have listened to it for the last few days. We are hoping your first words will be On With Barnsdall, On With Barnsdall!!!

Trojan or Panther? I know it is a dilemma.



3 Months Old

Today you are 3 months old and man are you cute!! You are wearing size 2 diapers and mostly 6 month clothes.  You weigh 15 lbs. You can roll over from your stomach to your back but get tired of it quickly. You are grabbing for things and like to look at the baby in the mirror.

You are stay with Hon during the day while your Mom and Dad work. We are having great time watering the plants, watching the dog and playing.

Nana Jane comes out to see you. She is spoiling you because she likes to hold you while you sleep. We aren't sure how you will ever learn to walk because noone here puts you down.

The Babysitter

When I found out I was going to be a Grandma I saw myself in Target buying the biggest rocking horse they had, or maybe at Dillards picking out the cutest little man clothes in stock or maybe just putting money in your college account every month. But as you will learn life changes.
 I had been a teacher for 31 years and for the most part loved every minute of it. I thought I would do it for a few more years so I could do all those special things for you that money can buy. As the summer was winding down I was told I was going to have to make a job assignment change since I really didn't want to do that I retired. You know what that meant? No big toys or lots of clothes or extra money in the bank.
It also means I get to babysit you.  As I have been able to wrap my head around not being able to buy for you on a whim I have to come to realize there are more important things to give you. Things like kisses and hugs and baths at 4 in the afternoon. Things like snuggling and rocking you to sleep. Things like your Great Gma coming out to hold you for an hour or two every time you are here. Things like your Gpa coming home early from work so he can play with you. These are all things that never would have happened  if I hadn't retired. So even though you might have to ride Uncle Adam's old rocking horse, and you won't have as many new clothes or extra money in the bank you will know you are loved. Once again I have learned that even though I can't understand what in the world is happening in my life God knows and it is for the best. Get ready little man you have lots of fun days coming at the babysitters.